"GL3" - читать интересную книгу автора (vol07)

what a warrior could do! Think what I - or Aragorn, if you will
- could do! How he would fare among the enemy and drive the
Black Riders! It would give power of command.
'And yet Elrond tells us not only to throw it away and destroy
it - that is understandable (though not to my mind wise since I
have pondered on it by night on our journey). But what a way -
walk into the enemy's net and offer him every chance of
re-capturing it!'
Frodo is obdurate.
'Come at least to Minas-tirith!' said Boromir. He laid his
hand on Frodo's shoulder in friendly fashion, but Frodo felt his
arm tremble as if with suppressed excitement. Frodo stepped
away and stood further off.
'Why are you so unfriendly?' said Boromir. 'I am a valiant
man and true,' he said. 'And I give you my word that I would
not keep it - would not, that is I should say, if you would lend it
to me. Just to make trial!'
No! No! said Frodo. [Added: It is mine alone by fate to
bear.']
Boromir gets more angry, and so more incautious (or actually
evil purpose now only begins to grow in him). 'You are foolish!'
he cried. 'Doing yourself to death and ruining our cause. Yet the
Ring is not yours, save by chance. It might as well have been
Aragorn's - or mine. Give it to me! Then you will be rid of it,
and of all responsibility. You would be free' (cunningly) 'You
can lay the blame on me, if you will, saying that I was too strong

and took it by force. For I am too strong for you, Frodo,' he
said. And now an ugly look had come suddenly over his fair and
pleasant face. He got to his feet and sprang at Frodo.
Frodo could do nothing else. He slipped the Ring on, and
vanished among the rocks. Boromir cursed, and groped among
the rocks. Then suddenly the fit left him, and he wept.
'What folly possessed me!' he said. 'Come back, Frodo!' he
called. 'Frodo! Evil came into my heart, but I have put it away.'
But Frodo was now frightened, and he hid until Boromir went
back to camp. Standing on rocks he saw nothing about him but
a grey formless mist, and far away (yet black and clear and
hard) the Mountains of Mordor: the fire seemed very red. Fell
voices in air. Feels Eye searching, and though it does not find
him, he feels its attention is suddenly arrested (by himself).(7)

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Then Frodo took counsel with himself, and he perceived that
the evil of the Ring was already at work even among the
Company. (Also its evil was again on him, since he had put it on
again.) He said to himself: this is laid on me. I am the
Ringbearer and none can help me. I will not emperil the other
hobbits or any of my companions. I will depart alone.